This weekend was fun/stressful/ exciting/ exhausting/ embarrassing/ painful/ and chaotic. On Saturday Angel had a birthday party to go to at Pump It Up... (for those of you without children it's an inflatable party place). I took Renee with me because Lee had plans for the day.
We get to Pump It Up and Angel runs off to play. Renee was hesitant at first because they had the main lights off and the disco ball on... so it was pretty dark. Once they turned the lights back on, Renee was more than ready to jump on everything. *Of course that means I have to jump on everything too... What Friggin Fun!!!!*
You never realize just how out of shape you are until you have to do something like this with your kids... Here's what I mean;
There was this massive 2 story slide that you had to climb.... no worn out mom access here. Of course Renee wanted to slide... of course she couldn't climb it herself. (Insert superhero music here) MOM TO THE RESCUE!!! I carry Renee up and we slide down... I swear to you about 20 times. I was so tired, sore, and out of breath. *Oh and the skin on my elbow was rubbed off from the slide... I had forgotten just how bad that burns*
Finally the time for cake and ice cream comes! *YEA!!! My relief is here!* The Birthday Boy starts to open presents as everyone eats cake and ice cream. He gets to our gift (we gave him a card with 10 bucks in it). He opens the card pulls out the money looks at Angel and asks, "Where's my present?" Very matter of factly Angel replies, "We didn't have the moneys to get you a big present so we gave you sum moneys so you can buy what you want." The boys parents look over at me, expressionless. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. I was so so so embarrassed! I know it's nothing to be ashamed of, but I hate that it was rubbed in. I know Angel was just trying to explain to him why he didn't get a gift to unwrap from us... still embarrassing.
After we leave there we head home. I feed the girls lunch and Angel asks if she can go play with NN for a while outside. I let her go and check on them in the neighbors fence every couple of minutes. I call Angel home after a couple hours and she comes running home. She tripped over a brick and scratched her leg up. The corresponding knot on her shin was a pretty purple too.
As I was cleaning and putting a bandage on her leg, she shows me a large scratch on her arm where the NN dog had scratched her. I cleaned and bandaged that too.
Okay so we have 1 very tired mom, 2 worn out and now cranky children, 3 band aids, and my back starts hurting terribly. *When I say terribly I mean this sharp pain that radiated down my left leg. I swear it felt like barbed wire being threaded through my back and leg.* I laid the girls down in Angels room and put a movie on. *I was praying they would take a nap* I found the heating pad and laid on the couch.
Not even fifteen minutes later Lee calls me and tells me to get the girls together and meet him at my parents house. *AHHHHH! I'm in agony, I'm tired and I don't want to move! Leave me alone!!!*
I get the girls together and head over to my parents. I call ahead of time and tell my Mother about my back pain and she meets me outside to get Renee out of the van. I walk in and lay down. My mother offers to go back to my house and get a pain pill when she realized how bad I was in pain. (I hate taking pain pills, I can't stand how sleepy I get when I take them, and with 2 kids running around I need my mind more alert so normally I just deal with the pain.)
Once my mother was back I took the pain pill and crashed. I wasn't coherent until about 10pm. I woke up and was feeling somewhat better. Lee and I collected the girls and went home.
Sunday was much better... sort of; The morning was pretty uneventful, my Parents invited us over for dinner... so we went over there to hang out after lunch for a while. Lee had gotten Angel a wind spinner at the store so they were outside playing together. I was inside with Renee when all of a sudden I heard a horrid scream coming from Angel. I grab Renee and go running outside. I hand Renee off to my mother and grab Angel. Angel had been stung by a wasp! I bring her inside and get an ice pack. I felt so bad for her. I just held her and rocked her for about an hour.
There you go... my very eventful weekend.... How was your weekend?
Have you ever tried to look for your keys unremittingly, knowing you just had them? Well I did that this morning...
"I just had my keys, where'd I put them?"
Angel says, "I don't know Momma, are they in the diaper bag?"
*I start going through the diaper bag digging. I look up at the clock and realize we are running way late. I dump the diaper bag all over the dining room table and the keys were no where to be found. *
Suddenly I hear Renee in her room laughing. She runs out of her room smiling emitting this shrill that is deafening.
*You little snot... I think to myself*
So I go into Renee's room and start to hunt for my keys. I was followed by 2 children that were more interested in watching me panic about being late than help.
I realized that finding keys in a toddlers room is a lot like Where's Waldo. There are so many toys that help the keys to blend in with a full toy box. I swear I pulled out a 3 different sets of play keys before I found mine...
"Ahh okay here we go.... keys... check, kids... check, backpack... check, lunch... check, cell phone... cell phone... crap!"
"Forget it.... I'll find it when I get back!"
I finally get Angel off to school, and get back home. I searched for 2 hours for my cell phone. Where did I finally find it you ask?
Under the big screen TV..... turned off.. now where'd I put my keys?
I was mentioned on a radio talk show! No really it's true! Little me?!? Imagine that!
I was mentioned just briefly you can even hear for yourself on Tell Me Thursday!
So here is the story behind the Wordless Wednesday Post...
*The picture can be found here*
When Renee was an even smaller baby she would freeze when you put something on her head. It didn't matter what it was; hats, wash clothes, your hand, blankets, anything.
Well, Angel loves to play princess and make her own crowns. Angel made this crown special for Renee and begged me to let her put it on her head. When I finally gave in (with camera in hand) Angel put the paper crown on Renee and Renee threw her hands up and froze as if she were startled. *Snap* And the surprised baby was born...
We had been down to one vehicle for more than 2 weeks and I was fed up. It was tiring chauffeuring around 2 kids a and a husband. We would all have to be up at about 4:30am to get every one to their respective places. I told my husband that if he hadn't found a vehicle by this Sunday (2-8) he would be sleeping in the van. *Chuckle*
On our first attempt out we *I mean the girls and I* spent most of the day stuck in the car while my husband dragged... oops I mean brought us from dealer to dealer looking for trucks. By about 5pm we were fed-up and frustrated with each other. It was the nicest place we had been to all day and Angel had to pee. So the girls and I go inside to pee and a woman invites the girls to play, (they had a pretty nice little play room). Angel was sitting on the floor playing with a toy when Renee started running across the room full force, tripped over Angel's foot and face-planted on a hard tile floor. I picked her up immediately expecting to find blood everywhere, instead I found a purple forehead. I felt so bad for her. I held her while she screamed and felt so helpless. This was her first big boo boo. I handed her over to my husband for a while because she really just wanted daddy. We went home shortly after that, luckily she just had a big knot on her forehead and it wasn't a concussion.
Well finally he purchased an SUV on Sunday! Yea!!!! It's nothing massively special, but it is nice. The guy we bought if from was pretty cool too! His name is Brent Jeffers and he is the keyboard tech for Journey!
